much different now that you've come of age Look straight and hard and far ahead for something you can save Things are so much different now that you've come of age
Vertaling: Skakerings Afgesien. Mondig.
a single heart When it's borne the billions of Cupid's darts? To try to spread love to the multitude But then there's the few that tears things apart Moonbeams condition my dreams To its current shades
overthrown Your Skulls are Crushed in You are Destroyed Annihilated Gashed with Flints Your Windpipes Cut The Joints of your Backs are Rent Apart The
make your livers; (cause one day) Tough skin drawn taught on that withered frame, Your face became a canvas for the inner pain, And worry lines are the flickered shade
your end is near. Now here comes the march of the boy brigade I'm a car parade of the toys he made Its your mobs and shades who look hard for his age